Last night on the way home from Chris’s house
I nearly ran over two cyclists. Neither of whom had any lights on their bikes,
and both of whom were dressed in black.
I was rather tired today – whilst I don’t
think I can say I was awake all night, I certainly saw every hour. I think I
had half an hour’s sleep between 4.15am and 4.45am. For no apparent reason I
was alternatively running very hot and very cold. I wonder what that was all
about And the noise of the rain on the windows didn’t help.
Work looked like being a dull day, but there
was a sudden spot of excitement: one of my colleagues announced he’d been
bitten. And sure enough, he had. The wound looked quite vicious, but we had no
idea what had fanged him.
Swimming – half an hour’s breast stroke
covered twenty six lengths. I’m improving. Mind you, there was a lot of
splashing going on in the pool tonight. And some of the regulars weren’t there
either.
And a text message – my grand-dogs have met,
and seem to be getting on famously. That’s good.
I’m off to bed…
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